In the land where snowflakes kiss the ground,
Penguins waddle, their calls a haunting sound.
Beneath the aurora’s shimmering light,
They march together through the polar night.

With feathers sleek and eyes so bright,
They brave the cold, a wondrous sight.
On frozen shores, they find their way,
Guardians of the ice, come what may.

Beneath the waves, they glide with grace,
In the ocean’s depths, they find their place.
A dance of life in waters deep,
Secrets of the sea they keep.

Through storm and snow, they stand so tall,
A testament to nature’s call.
In unity, their strength is found,
In the icy realm, they are crowned.